Short Wantonly Poems

Short Wantonly Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Wantonly by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Wantonly by length and keyword.


Wonderful Words

We will weave words
Written with wondrous warmth, 
Where warriors wander without worry, 
While whispering winds whirl, 
Welcoming wishes within. 
Writing whatever, wherever wantonly.
© Kim Hart  Create an image from this poem.


The Sunset

The sunset, falls slowly
Blistering, she slips wantonly home
A Blossoming flower spins freely in the wind
The droplet, falls quietly, silent on the apple tree
A fluid sigh slips, and spirals among the stars

Premium Member Balcony Flowers

so purple and black
balcony is graced with charm
unusual blooms

quiet street below
fragrance here in the moonlight
raptures of the dark

in their private space
underneath the milky stars
so wantonly lush
Form: Haiku

Verily Verified

Love lusts longingly
Hate hurts heartily
Marriage mars mercilessly
Wife whines woefully
Husband hustles habitually
Sex sells shamelessly
Politician preys persistently
Priest panders pompously
Cash corrupts completely
War wrecks wantonly.

Premium Member He Lights Up My Night





     He gave me that come hither look, 
     Why now, when I am reading a book?
     Oh, how hopeless I suddenly become.
     And then, by Eros, wantonly overcome!

         


        5/9/2019
        11pm PST

Form: Couplet


Premium Member Fleeting, Furtive, Flitting

Listen to poem:
Blink of glance, fleeting touch on fingers flit
furtive; just out of reach your desire pants,
wantonly wanting the touch of desire.

Warming to hot with anticipation,
willing the wait to gain, not wane in vain,
not early this time our coming be joined.

The Danger of Spring Thunder Clouds Or Nice Guys Finish Last

the danger of spring thunder clouds


                            sunray glimmered love
                            wantonly enticed  darker wilder winds
                            chose thunder-- not me




May 29, 2013
Valdez, Alaska
Victoria Anderson-Throop
Form: Haiku

Tomorrow

Sequences, of life - as seasons that arouse our sensibilities
Wantonly giving and taking 
It's promise of forever directing our dance
Swirling and twirling 
Inhaling grappling times - as wintry blasts
Exhaling - sighing - as  springtime's daisies smile
Tantalizing our expectations
© Katy Weir  Create an image from this poem.
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Premium Member Nor'Easters

Winter heaves, and a blizzard forms, clogging the roads with ice and snow. Temperatures fall below norms while wintry winds wantonly blow. Tow trucks struggle with cars in tow when a winter nor'easter forms. But kids just hope their bus doesn't show, for some schools stay closed for snowstorms.
Form: Lay

Old Witch

Figurines fall from the shelf,
Death to the elf,
Puppets are sawdust once more, 
Crushed on the floor.

Soldiers of Old Witch arrive,
Nothing’s alive,
Nothing but troops come to scorch
Toys with their torch.

Doll’s house is wantonly burned
Tea-tables turned
Over and everything’s spilled:
Rocking-horse killed.
© Steve Eng  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Dastardly Deeds

DASTARDLY DEEDS

A man may mean goodness, grace, even gaiety
But his action brings betrayal to bear
His wisdom is left wantonly withering
And destruction brings doom 
Due to his dastardly deeds
So beware the brazen betrayal
Lest you fall prey to his foolish follies

26 March 2018
 
For the contest sponsored by Silent One

Verily Verified

Love lusts longingly
Hate hurts heartily
Marriage mars mercilessly
Wife whines woefully
Husband hustles habitually
Sex sells shamelessly
Politician preys persistently
Priest panders pompously
Religion ravages rationally
Cash corrupts completely
War wrecks wantonly,
Peace pacifies profusely.



~11/02/22
Contest: A Brian Strand Premiere Choice.

Days Are Numbered

Days are numbered!

Days of darkness without end
 Madness scourge has come again
Numbers will be known and then
Warriors, white light will defend

Evil is an evil vile 
 nasty bitter constantly
Never let the beast beguile,
 use you treat you wantonly

White of light do use it well,
 Darkness can seduce you too,
Therein lie the fires of hell, 
Dodge it sidestep it wants you

Don Johnson
Form: Rhyme

Bantu Poem , Shahiri Mussabwa 18

You work well, 
Getting much money , 
You throw seventy percent,
-------------------------------------------------
Of your salary into the river
Wantonly while your kids 
And wife are suffering so much. 


June 15th 2023

When a Bantu man 
Valued alcohol 
And prostitutes 
more than his family. 

Other way , 
Using much 
Money on useless things
Than concentrating to
Prepare your future.
Form: Other

Premium Member Synchronicity

Softly, Sensually, 
She walks into the room.
Sheer poetry in motion,
With a hint of lust and doom.

Boyishly, Breathlessly, 
He takes her by the hand.
Smitten by such beauty,
A soft touch to her command.

Wondrously, Wantonly,
They dance across the floor.
Contented cheek to cheek,
And expecting nothing more.

Jointly, Joyously,
No time to be remiss.
So close now eye to eye,
The first and sweetest kiss.
Form: Rhyme

Amorous Alchemy

Ever it was, so let it be
The sun, moon, stars
Venus and Mars
And man's heart, stoically.

Ever it shall, so let it say
When upon morning's light
Struggles, sacrifice, fight
Over love hold sway.

Ever it will, so if I must
Bend impossibly unbroken
Give more than yet token
Yea,  risk all my being, on trust.

Ever it is, so let us be
You were, I was, we are
And having journeyed far
Our horizon beckons wantonly.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Come Hold Me

Come, hold me!

It's February, and there's a chill in the air.
I long to see your warm eyes, as you run your fingers 
Through my Greek,jasmine flowered scented hair.

The sheets are fresh, the blankets,
Warm,soft and ready.
To envelop our nakedness

I'll massage your body, and you 
Wantonly will do mine.
You know the rest!

Your Aphrodite, is all thine.
Not for once, but forever.


Panagiota Romios
2/18/2019
Form: Rhyme

Precious Is a Life

They that kill so wantonly;
callous conveyers of death.

Love of money
above all else.'
But human lives
have human dreams-
 Have human plans
 Have human goals

Human's love,
caress another's lips;
clasp a lover's hand.
seek out the stars
on cloudless nights

If only you would ruminate
another's precious fate
perhaps you'd count the cost.

either way,
as fire lifts up stubble,
 
you'll pay on judgment day.

Premium Member Cohesive and Pure

In the first blaze of the day's dewy dew tricked. Presently unclaimed, by intense sun acclimated. We fitly step and wantonly break deadwood. Our bones are broken, above than once permitted. Each progression is without ambiguity directory. A delicate breeze blows through plant greenery. For the unassuming, delicate welcomes equerry. For the quiet, blurring complements scenery.
Written: October 06, 2021
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Interview with Aliens



You are creatures from outer space;
No one knows your dwelling place.
Your appearance makes us scream; 
For us a different species you seem.

You visit our Earth using UFOs;
Afraid, we treat you as our foes.
The powers that you have within 
Make us think you and angels are akin.
			
Wrapped in loose and wrinkled skins,
You appear to one another as ideal twins.
Your bare bodies you wantonly expose,
Wearing no clothes from head to toes.
Form: Rhyme

This Thing Called Love

This Thing Called Love – 4 Lines
After feasting on this amazing THING called love all through the NIGHT, we sweetly sip from silver goblets, aged wine rich, red, warm, and mellow, wistfully wishing to delay the threatening dawn that breaks golden, pale yellow. In Wonderland, we woozily waltz - wildly, wantonly, to wondrous Wagner.
12-17-2015 Contest: 4 Lines Sponsor: Silent One Placement: 2nd

Willow

In his arms I am free to explore the oceans ~ 
openly caste my gaze 'pon stars twinkling 
 in the midnight skies; 
his hand gently caressed my face, 
as willow wept her tears 'pon the winds ~ 
From wind a genteel sigh of reprieve is released
as tender droplets of precious rain, 
and honeysuckles wantonly bloom 
'pon receiving them -- And Aye,
I am free to explore the oceans and more,
in his arms I have found both ecstasy and tranquility
For he is the hearth of my home...

Beautification Beans

Breathing space of time and place. Wishing waiting wanting wantonly. And a fried ham. Jellied eels do not erode in a milky ju. And segment of an oiled asparagus is not very funny for a spoon who arrives in a headdress at a ballroom. To tell a time off is to deny a denounced pink and purple acolyte of a flower . Bud then. Bead then. Braking beaming bombing being bringing basins. Hahahaha and now a chat to a cloth. Hahahaha and a jumping scarf doing the can can dance. Xxxx beautification z
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